Hold on to your robes of sorrow
The darkness in your heart will follow
A trail of tears from a dying bride
Your hollow heart, black inside
Ghosts they howl like creaking doors
You long for her for evermore
The ghosts they'll howl like the creaking doors
You'll long for her for evermore
The darkness in your heart will follow
A trail of tears from a dying bride
Your hollow heart, black inside
Ghosts they howl like creaking doors
You long for her for evermore
The ghosts they'll howl like the creaking doors
You'll long for her for evermore